[Brag]

Perfect positioning, Balz said to himselg as he observed the two strings of ships approaching in the agitated ocean. Truly the work of a grand master of submarineship such as myself. an Empire and a large freighter would get a synchronized death. A medium freighter would follow in a perfectly choreographed attack.

"Choir, stand by to sing praise to your commander. who will shortly bring glory to this U-boat." At 400 meters he could not miss. He only aimed at the Empire who he would hit with tube one, and would immediately follow with tube five without aiming at the heavy freighter who would need exactly the same solution.
"Schwoog einz loss, Schwoog fünf loss."
"Glory, glory to Balz,," the choir sang.
Balz stood on the chart box. "Einz, zwei, Schwoogie, hoochie woochie kaboom."
Two explosions boomed almost simultaneously.
"Where are the escorts?" Balz asked.
"Negative contact with warships," The sound man answered.
Driven by frustration, Balz picked up a wrench and banged on the hull. "Of all the escorts in the world, the two destroyers had to bugger off when the sea is too rough to reload our deck schwoogers."
The moans of sinking ships wailed a song of doom through the water of the Central Atlantic.
"When will we sink the Titanic?" Zeiler Zteve asked.
" I´ll have to ask Dr. Goebels."
Waiting for the weather to improve, Balz ordered a heading of 005. Stalked by the great Captain Balz, and without escorts, the convoy was doomed.